Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

A Sinful Act>: 7

The less well she could think the better being fucked started to feel though. Soon the pleasure was coming

rapidly, and the hall of mirrors was quickly becoming a kaleidoscope of constantly rotating mirrors and shapes.

Every thrust becboth an instant and an eternity and she was lost in them. The hot slick friction of this man

sliding in and out of her body had already been the worst experience of her life, but it was quickly becoming the

best. She couldn't help it. She couldn't resist it. She could barely endure it. This was a hell of her own making

and she burned with the pleasure that was building up inside her.

"Fuck," she cried out finally. "You have to stop. Something's wrong. Mmaahhbh... Something's..." Ivy had never

masturbated. She'd been taught that it was a sin, and that it was unhealthy. If masturbation felt a tenth as good

as what was happening to her right now though, she understood why everyone did it. Her body was burning but

her mind was unraveling, and then finally the fragments of her mind caught fire, and burst into flame. She was

annihilated by the sudden burst of pleasure. The hall of mirrors. The kaleidoscope. The ability to think. All of it

was gone. It went up in an instant, and like a stray firework it was all so beautiful for a moment, then it was gone

forever.

She was eventually brought back to her body only by the steady rhythm of the man thrusting in and out of her

battered pussy. The pain had returned, and brought her to life one raw jolt at a time. The pleasure was there too

now. She was sore, but she also needed more. The fire he'd lit hadn't gone out entirely and she could tell that the

smoldering coals would burst into flames all over again if they were given any fuel at all.

"There you are," Brian gloated before kissing her. "I thought that | might have killed you. You passed out for more

than a minute there."

"If | passed out then why didn't you stop?" She answered. Things were a little more clear now. Words existed,

even if they were still hazy.

"Stop? And let this prpiece of pussy get cold?" he said. "lvy - I'm never going to stop using this hole -

especially not when I'm getting so close."

She blushed at the awful compliment. She shouldn't take joy at someone like Brian complimenting her for the

way her body felt, but she couldn't help it. She knew that he'd fucked loads of other girls so if he said her vagina

felt good then he would be the one to know. Between the embarrassment of the complement and the continued

pleasure assaulting her, she almost missed the second half of that statement. Close? So he was getting close to

cumming too? That was nice - at least it was until in a sudden bout of terror Ivy remembered he wasn't wearing

a condom.

"Wait Brian, you can't..." she suddenly pleaded. When he had started fucking her the last thing she'd worried

about was protection. She was so worried about losing her virginity and the idea that she might really be

attracted to women that it hadn't made the cut, and when the agony hit her she'd forgotten about even those

important issues. Now it was coming back though. Now she remembered the other important reason why she

wanted to wait until marriage to have sex. She could get pregnant. Even now he was leaking precum inside her

while he got closer and closer to blowing his load. Every this balls slapped against her ass it was another

reminder that any second now he could be filling her up and forcing his baby inside her ripe young body.

"I can't, what?" he asked, breaking the conversation she'd momentarily gotten lost inside her head in. "Can't

cum inside you? Can't fill you up with my seed? | thought that's what the church was all about. | thought they

hated birth control." Even as he teased her, she could feel his strokes getting shorter and more erratic. She could

feel his control starting to slip. Maybe it was the idea of breeding her. Maybe it turned him on.

"We don't have to use birth control..." she moaned, "Just pull out... pleassseeee..." If the idea of knocking her up

turned him on though, he wasn't the only one. The danger and the fear had reignited the lingering heat of her

previous orgasm and was burning again, deep inside her poor abused womb. She didn't want this, but her body

certainly did.

"Pull out?" Brian asked, inches from her face while he smiled sadistically. "Isn't there something in the bible

about that? How it is better to cum in the belly of a whore than to spill your seed?"

"Yes, but--" Ivy started. She couldn't handle it. This asshole was using her faith against her like this. The conflict

it stirred in her foggy mind made it all feel even better as she tried and failed to unravel it. It was a sin to pull

out, but it was a sin to have sex in the first place and if they...

"Well tonight you're the whore and the bible says I've got to fill you with my seed." That was when he bottomed

out inside her and the shaft of his dick started to throb while his balls tightened and contracted. Her alcohol-

addled brain took a moment to process those things though, so it was only when she felt the warmth spreading

deep inside her that she finally realized he'd cum in her. That he was cumming in her actually, because it kept

going and going. For twenty seconds he shot jet after jet of dangerous cum against her unprotected womb, but

she was cumming so hard halfway through that she never even felt the rest. Blowing his load hadn't disgusted

her enough to put out her rekindled passion, but it had terrified her enough to turn her into a bonfire. She

thrashed and moaned again, but this tBrian didn't cover her mouth. This the let her moan so loudly that

half the people at the party must have heard her cum like a whore. The mortification she felt only made it all

that much hotter as she burned beneath him though. She hated that this happened, but she also never wanted it

to end.

A minute later he peeled himself off of her sticky body and pulled his softening dick out of her painfully battered

pussy. The alcohol washed blunted raw pain she felt, but it only amplified the shas his cum started to slowly

ooze out of her stretched out hole. She was ruined now. She--

"Con. We should get your hot little ass hbefore it gets too late," Brian said. For once Ivy was grateful

that he'd said something awful. Her mind was in a very dark place and if left to her own devices she'd drift into a

downward spiral she might not be able to escape from.

She tried to comply with his request, but was still having trouble moving. "I only had one beer," she said in

frustration as he finally had to help her put her clothes back where they belong. "Only one beer?" Brian laughed.

"Cherry punch is basically pure alcohol."

"I didn't taste it though," she leaned on him as they walked to the bedroom door.

"That's triple sec. That stuff packs more punch than a roofie for lightweights like you." he bragged. "I didn't give

it to you to make you fuckthough. I gave it to you so it would hurt less when | did."

"You knew you were going to fuck me?" she asked? That's when Brian opened the door though, and the sudden

noise of the party washed her words away. She endured everyone's looks and knowing smiles as she half walked

and was half dragged to Brian's car. It was the third most humiliating moment of her short life.

On the drive hshe asked again, "So you knew? You knew you were going to fucktonight? Didn't just

happen? How could you do that?" There were tears in her eyes when she finished, though she managed to avoid

crying for now, if only barely.

"You were always getting fucked tonight Ivy. You needed it." Brian said confidently. "I did it for your own good.

You need to get fucked a few times or else you're deffinitely going to end up a lesbian."

"I..." Ivy tried to respond, but she was stunned. "You didn't have to--"

"Is that what you want? To be a dyke? For your parents to find out that their little girl is a pervert?" He asked,

making her burn with humiliation as she saw his point, if only barely. "No..." she sighed.

"Well then go home, sleep it off, and maybe this weekend we'll have smore fun so we can finally get those

sinful urges out of your system."

"But | might be pregnant," she said again as he pulled up in front of her house.

"Girls never get pregnant their first time," he said, sounding like he knew what he was talking about."You'll be

fine. Don't worry so much." He kissed her goodnight, and she didn't try to fight it, then she walked to her porch

with more than a little difficulty. She was grateful that the windows were dark at least. If her parents saw her like

this she'd be grounded pretty much forever.

Ivy made it upstairs without making too much noise, and then got in the shower, trying to let the hot water wash

the shoff her body, but no matter how hard she scrubbed there was still more there. She'd been completely

ruined. She knew that. Her life was completely over. She would have thought about killing herself if it wasn't

such a terrible sin. Instead she was going to have to find sway to redeem herself. Surely there was some

penance she could do - something she could try, if only her period would cin a few days.

She thought about praying right there in the shower, but she just felt too far from god in the moment to have

that conversation. He might love sinners, but right now she didn't see how anyone could love her.